Desertwind lifted his head, not spotting the little she-cat immediately amongst the tangled bush she had been climbing. He tilted his head to the side, his curiosity getting the better of him, as he slowly rose to his paws. He dropped down into a crouch crawling forward quickly "Heeeeelllllloooooo" he called, only to receive no answer other than the rustle of the bushes. Suddenly he swiped the leaves to the side to reveal the kit within

"AAAAAHHHHH" he screamed, scrambling backwards away from the kit looking around frantically for it's mother. The last time he had gotten caught with a kit, he had gotten scolded for taking it away from its mother and had been stuck doing apprentice chores for a moon. He did NOT want to have that happened again, but there didn't seem to be any other cat around. Even smelling deeply, the only other cat he could smell was the kit. 

Cautiously he moved forward again, peering into the bush again at the tiny kit blinking "Where is your momma? Did Spiritlake send you here to get me into trouble again?"he questioned, eyes narrowed. He had never seen this kit before, but he also didn't spend a lot of time in the nursery

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Desertwind stared down at the silent kit curiously, that even after falling out of the bush refused to utter a sound. He blinked a couple time, tilting his head from one side to the other "OH... You can't talk, huh?" he could already feel himself getting excited at all the possibilities. Had she been born without the ability to speak? Did she loose it? Had she suffered some sort of injury? Was it genetic? Or was this kit just not wanting to talk to him? 

"Well don't worry, you were lucky to find me. I am Captain Dessertwind! I bet I can figure out why you can't talk" he said proudly, not moving the kit away from nuzzling into his fur "But what am I going to call in the mean time" he tossed around several names inside of his mind "Butterkit!!" It was a bit of an odd name, but it suited her in his eyes. Butter after all was a two-leg thing and he assumed that this kit was some sort of kittypet or loner, it was a similar color to her pelt, and moreover butter fascinated him just like the little kit before. How it melted when it got to warm, but stayed solid for longer than ice. "What do you think Butterkit? Do you like your name? You can stay with me and we will see about getting that voice of yours all sorted out" 

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Desertwind purred happy that the little kit liked her new name, it was decided then. This was going to be his kit from now on, since there was no mother to be found. Even if she did have a mother somewhere, they obviously were not a very good when if the kit was stuck in a bush and able to approach a stranger. He would be a much better dad than that!!! "Well ok then Butterkit, lets start by looking in that mouth of yours" he bent over looking under his chest upside without really removing her from her spot or he from his. He blinked a few times 

"Open up and say aaaaaahhhhh. I want to see if there is anything stuck in your mouth" 

Desertwind tilted his head back and forth, then shifting his position to put one paw on the top part of her muzzle, and the other on the bottom to open it up wider. She wasn't saying ahhh, but she hadn't made any sounds since he had found her. He peered into the darkness, but nothing seemed really all that strange. Her mouth looked like all the other cat and animal mouths he had inspected previously, save for her lack of big teeth. Of course that was probably just because she was a kit.

Dessertwind was finally satisfied that there was nothing stuck in the kits mouth as he let go "hmm...nothing in there out of the ordinary..." he trailed off, and then realized "Oh I know!!! I will take you to see Firetooth! He helps cats with sore throats all the time, he will know why Butterkit can't talk!" he stood up, nudging the little kit to her paws so that they could walk back to camp "Dad is going to be soooo proud of me for saving you little Butterkit. You should have seen his face when my brother told him about his kits. WEEELLL after seeing how much better you are than those little things that don't even have their eyes open" he puffer his chest out, tail swishing behind him "Just wait until I tell him that I plan on keeping you as my kit!You want that right? Me to be your dad?"

Desertwind was over the moon with his new daughter "Oh wonderful!!! We will have so much fun together. I have so much to teach you like how to breathe underwater and fly... Well I am still figuring those things out, but I will teach you want I know! You are going to have a big family when we get back to swiftclan. There is my dad, and uncle Firetooth, and my grandmother, and my brother and sister are in Summerclan, and even..." he paused moving on and skipping his sister Spiritlake. He was still bitter with her, and just thinking her name left a sour taste in his mouth "well you will see!"

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Ghostcrown grasped the rabbit firmly by the scruff and hauled it upward, and with his aid, the apprentice managed to place the prey on the very top of the fresh-kill pile in the center of the camp. The black tom stepped back to admire it, grinning as he reassured Grumpypaw it was a truly excellent kill. He had a difficult time connecting with his nephew, it seemed most cats did, but for just a moment the young cat looked pleased.

Then Ghostcrown turned to see his son entering the camp, and Grumpypaw took advantage of the opportunity to scamper away. The warrior was too distracted to care, bounding over to meet Desertwind and quickly glancing him up and down. "Is everything okay?" he asked immediately, tasting the air. He didn't recognize this kit from the nursery, so where had it come from, and why was his son bringing it here? Did it have a family?

Butterkit had undoubtedly be excited at the thought of going there and seeing the other cats and everything there. However when the other cat came running over she suddenly was not to sure of all of this. After Desertwind touched her with his nose Butterkit scampered under his belly clinging to one of his front legs the best she could with her extremely tiny form. I am safe under here Papa will protect me I know he will. That cat is scary, this isn't going to be as easy as I thought it would. She said to herself as she hid under her new papa clinging to him.  Cleaver racer

Desertwind puffed out his chest "after sees Firetooth, I'll have to find another one to be a sibling. Maybe Jetfire will let me take one of hers. She has more than enough kits, and I want to study what a speaking kit would do with with nonverbal kit" 

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